Busty Aria Giovanni

Today I met the girl from my wet dreams. Wow, Aria Giovanni had it going on... Amazing huge tits and a face you would love to cum on. As soon she unleashed her big natural boobs, it was over. She grabbed a hold of the baby oil and worked her tits into a frenzy. Nipples all hard, begging to be sucked. I handed her a party favor to go to town with.

Added: 369 days ago by vshare

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Lesbos doing it on the Couch

Traveling is my favorite thing. I've been all over the world without any problems, until Africa. I had rented a car to explore one of those exotic dictatorships of the dark continent and I was having a really great time. As a gorgeous, blond, single woman, I have come to enjoy men learing at me lustily, undressing me with their eyes. It was a blast, until I tried to leave the country. nnHandcuffed behind my back I sat on a wooden chair next to a table in a room with no windows. I must have been there for an hour when a uniformed black man suddenly opened the door, walked in, and sat on the table 2 feet away from me. nn"You know Miss, your in big trouble." nn"What's this about? Why am I here?" nnHe looked at my breasts. My nipples were hard as rocks from the excitement. nn"Drug smuggling is a serious crime." nn"I'm not a smuggler. The drugs must have been planted." nnHe rolled his eyes upward in their sockets and stood up. He paced about the room and then crouched behind me. nn"Miss, you're in big trouble and you'll cooperate if you know what's good for you." nn"I'll do anything you say. Just let me go.

Added: 276 days ago by pussylover

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Sperma

The following story contains some of my favorite kinky things: cream pie eating, feet and toe licking and sucking and gratuitous dirty talk. I have attempted to employ stereotypical language by my female character. It's hard enough to write correctly, having a person speak incorrectly was a challenge. nn*nn"To twenty wonderful years of marriage to the most lovely and sexy wife a man could ever hope for," Larry toasted as he looked at his bride's warm face and inviting smile. Liza blushed and smiled at her husband and with a chuckle in her voice she replied, "Larry's it's not our anniversary, it's your fucking birthday."nnLarry lowered his head, a little dejected at turning fifty even thought the years had been good to him. His health was excellent, he wasn't over weight and he didn't even look forty. But, the calendar told him differently and the idea of being fifty was just a little scary. After all sixty was only ten years away and retirement, social security, and medicare. How did all those years pass so quickly?nn"Hey, your still my fuck stud, aren't you?" Liza teasingly asked, knowing how much Larry liked to hear her talk dirty.nn"You bet I am, slut, and I plan on showing you tonight," Larry cajoled back. "As a matter of fact I am going to have you sucking my cock on the way home." Larry added with a dirty smirk.nnLiza just smiled that his plan for the evening was about to be changed; it was all she could do not to start laughing. Just then Larry's cell phone rang, it was his boss Bill Bright. Liza watched Larry's countenance fall as his boss told him he needed him at the office tonight to handle an important overseas conference call. Liza smiled at the first step in Larry's birthday surprise, a surprise hatched and planed by both her and his boss.nn"What's wrong, Honey?

Added: 254 days ago by vshare

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CHAPTER ONE: THE BEGINNINGnnAs the car continued down the highway inevitably towards its destination, Dave sat in the passenger seat thinking about the vacation in front of him. He'd been to the coast many times before; in fact he practically lived there. However, he got a tingling feeling all over when he thought about this particular trip as something seemed like it would be different from his past adventures on the Texas gulf coast.nnHis mother, whom was the driver of the car, had invited him on the trip as she knew he loved to go. She had explained to him that they'd be staying with some of her friends from work, Haley and Jennifer. Dave had met Haley before numerous times at previous engagements. nnBeing a young man of only twenty years, his thoughts quickly trailed off into a sexual analysis of Haley. He recalled in his mind what she looked like from head to toe, eventually coming to the conclusion that she had a nice ass for an older woman and that he wouldn't mind tapping it. The analysis moved into a fantasy as he began to picture what she might look like in a bikini, followed shortly by nothing at all. As a little bit of driftwood appeared in his pants, he became even more excited about the trip and couldn't wait to get out of the car.nnDave's only complaint for the entire trip was the accommodations. They were staying in a beach resort a large hotel chain had erected, which did not thrill him in the least bit. He was a modest fisherman and surfer, so high-end, fancy resorts just meant too many people and overpricing. What Dave failed to realize, however, was that it was the end of July - the prime eye candy season.nnAs the car pulled into the parking lot of the hotel, Dave's thoughts and harsh feelings of the hotel were quickly overcome with excitement and horniness. A view of the pool revealed a large mass of people in which most the members were young women in skimpy bikinis. There were more towards the beach, too. Dave was so hard now that he had to readjust his position so as not to embarrass himself in front of his mother. He felt lucky to be wearing sunglasses as his eyes moved all about taking in the tremendous views.nn"They told us they'd meet us on the beach" his mother said as they both climbed out of the car.

Added: 318 days ago by pussylover

Time: 17:35
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Gorgeous Fetish Girls

Chapter 3: Permanent HouseguestnnAn illicit proposal … nnI opened my eyes slowly, almost painfully. My mind was foggy, my memory hazy, but it only made sense that, for the ceiling of the bedroom to be awash with this much sunlight, it had to be morning. And not early morning.nnI rolled my head to the side and was jolted wide awake. For the first time since becoming a teacher at Summerset Community College, I wasn’t simply late for work; it was after 10:00 and I was severely late. My hand shot out for the phone; I had to call the school and come up with some plausible excuse for not being in class, and it damn sure couldn’t have anything to do with the truth; that I had been fucked into unconsciousness by three of my own students. And all three of them Black students on top of that! nnI was still fumbling for the phone when Chantel came into the room, dressed in apron and cradling a steaming mug a coffee in both hands. “I’ve already called school and told them we won’t be in today, Diane.”nn“You what?”nn“I called school a little after seven and told the attendance secretary that I had stopped by to pick you up, because you were taking your car in for a tune up, but found you throwing up in the toilet.” Chantel sat on the edge of the bed and handed me the coffee. “I told her that I was going to stay here and take care of you and assured her that, if you got any worse, I’d rush you straight to the hospital.”nnI inhaled the coffee in an attempt to clear my head. It worked. “And she bought that?”nn“I’ve never been caught in a lie,” Chantel answered indignantly. “And you haven’t missed a day since you came to Summerset, so why wouldn’t she believe me?”nn“You just answered that yourself, young lady; because you’ve never been caught lying.” I sipped the coffee.

Added: 309 days ago by animator

Time: 06:36
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REAL COUPLE FUCKING

I knew this man for several years. He was always nice to my friends and me when he first moved in. I don't know how old he really was, but he was not that old, not compared to my parents.nnI graduated from high school and went off to college. In that time, my roommates and I would come home each year for his Halloween parties. He was always funny in all the costumes he and his wife Jeannie would wear. This year was no exception.nnShe liked me a lot also and when Bales, what we always called him, and she threw their parties, you could always expect some surprises. This year was no exception.nnThis year he dressed up in an outfit and called himself "Underwear Man". Wearing long johns underneath and bright, tight red undies over them, he looked perfect. Also, he wore a cape. nnHe emblazoned a large red 'U' on his T-shirt with a circle around it. What was the running joke behind this? Thinking that it was a friend he was going to moon, he mooned the friend's wife. She got to see his fine ass up against the window and he thought it was his friend Rob. Only a few of us really knew what happened and all Jeannie would say is "Wouldn't you all like to know"?nnMy roommates, who didn't know anyone, kept their thoughts to themselves at first. Now before I get ahead of myself, I am 22 and about to graduate along with my roommates from college.nnI, like my roomies, have had our fair share of crazy raw and wild parties okay.

Added: 142 days ago by pussylover

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I awake to the sound of a garbage truck backing up in the alley beneath my window. The still air in my room is hot and rancid. I kick off the stained sheet tangled around my legs and take hold of my hard cock. I stroke it reflexively, feeling the soreness from last night. The porn is still in the VCR. I think about hitting the play button on the remote lying next to my head, but I need to piss more than cum right now.nnI stand naked in front of the toilet. I see myself in the mirror, pale and skinny, my piss hard cock juts out from my body like some engorged alien appendage. As the trickle becomes a hard stream my dick slowly droops pulse by pulse. I squeeze out the last few squirts and give it a shake. nnI walk from the bathroom still tugging on my now soft cock, my hand slides down rubbing and pulling at my hairy balls. I sit on the edge of my bed and try to figure out what day it is. Tuesday, or maybe Wednesday? Either way I have to go to fucking work. I think about the boss's assistant Rachel. Would she wear the white blouse that fits tight around her tits today? Sometimes the fabric pulls open at the buttons and I can see the lacey edge of her bra against the skin of her breast.nnMy cock stiffens a bit, and I pull harder at it. I think about Rachel opening her blouse and begging me to cum on her tits. She wants me to rub my cock on her nipples as I jerk off.

Added: 348 days ago by brunobeast

Time: 00:45
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Creampie from Asshole

This is the second installment of Jim's and Sarah's adventures. This one has more sex and probably less of a build-up before sex. I'll continue this story as time lets me. I hope you enjoy it. I appreciate any and all comments.nnChapter 2. nnA few hours after cumming all over my sexy sister (and becoming her sex slave) I had downloaded all the pictures to my computer and sat reviewing them when Sarah came in to my room. The pictures were extremely sexy and I had another hard-on from looking at several hundred pictures of an extremely sexy woman posing. The fact that the woman on the pictures was my sister and the cock the spewed cum all over her was mine didn't exactly lessen my arousal. Not at all. Seeing the images and thinking of that session was enough to almost make me cum again, without even touching myself.nn"What, are you not dressed yet? You really need to get ready quickly since you're taking me to dinner tonight!" Sarah looked awesome in a flower print summer dress and sandals. But she looked mad too.nn"I didn't know, Sarah! You never told me, did you?" I was annoyed as I turned around to look at her. I only wore a pair of sweatpants and my hard cock tented the trousers very visibly. Sarah's eyes focussed on my groin and a strange look came to her eyes.

Added: 349 days ago by dimm

Time: 07:47
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The following story has been edited from the original in order to comply with this website's guidelines. Note that only Part 1 has been edited. Please contact the author if you have any questions.nn***nnCHAPTER 1nn***nnI was eight years old when my parents died. They had come to America just before I was born, eking out a living as hired farm hands in California before moving on towards the Great Plains. This was the land of opportunity, but life was not easy in Middle America for a couple of uneducated Chinks and two small children.nnStill, all of their hopes and dreams were for our success. My younger sister and I attended local schools as often as possible, and every extra penny they had went into providing for our educational needs. They dreamed that I could grow up and be a doctor or lawyer, live a better life.nnWe were on our way to a new job in the next state over when my dad fell asleep at the wheel. He and my mom had been driving in shifts for the last two days straight in order to make it to the new job on time. Our battered truck flipped into a ditch, and the next thing I knew, Child Services was delivering me to a dusty building where a weather-beaten couple was waiting for me. A sign by the road read "Masters Farm".nnA kind but overworked and exhausted social worker was talking to my new foster parents. They were signing some paperwork and then the social worker handed them a check. She turned and pointed to me. "His family died in an accident off Route 47. We don't have any record of where they were headed or where they were coming from. Just a family of undocumented Chinese. But the boy's got a US birth certificate; he speaks perfect English, and responds to the name 'John'.

Added: 321 days ago by dimm

Time: 00:25
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When I think of you, I touch myself

To all my readers who enjoy inter-racial love and mature love, this is one story of many of mine you will enjoy now and in the future. Although the names have been changed the story is both factual and actual in content. nnMy name is Jerry I have a deep down affection for two things ebony women and mature women at least 10 to 15 years my senior. I don’t know what it is I ask myself, is it exotic loving black females or is my need to be near a mother image. I think about this everyday, I have been with many women who have been mature and many women who have been black. Today is different I am on my way to meet a women who is both ebony and mature. That is what this story is about and what happens during this encounter and dream of a lifetime of mine. nnI first met this woman Maria online she describes herself as being a professional black female age 62. I am 43years old a white male and in need of some black female companionship and a mothering nurturing person. My dream is being realized and it will soon become a reality. As I am driving my car down the highway with a little less then an hour to go before I will meet my ebony mother who will bring me to new heights of excitement.nnI meet Maria at a strip mall she is on time and she looks just fine. After a short conversation she asks me to follow her to her house. Her house is a bilevel located in a middle class suburban neighborhood. I park my car we exchange some small talk how are you? Did you have trouble following my directions? I am fine and I had no trouble with your directions. Maria let me explain is an attractive mature light skinned black women with very large pronounced breasts that were incredible to look at. She is a large frame women solid not fat. I was amazed and I thought this women looked 45 at most no way was she was 62 years old and old enough to be my mother.

Added: 297 days ago by pussylover

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For many writers, plotting a story is the most difficult part of the creative writing process. Fortunately, some help is available. Critics have identified several basic plot formulae for pornographic and erotic fiction. In addition, I have added some others that are especially well suited for transgendered fiction. The first five formulae may be called “situational plots,” because they are based upon a particular circumstance. The next fifteen are “motivational plots,” which result from the protagonist’s reason or purpose. The next set of plot formulae concern lesbian stories, but it may be adapted to fit the transgendered fiction author’s needs. Finally, the remaining series of plot formulae, the “transformational plots,” are specifically associated with the transformation process that many transsexuals undergo. I invite any author to use any of these plot formulae in the development of his or her transgendered fiction.nnSituational PlotsnnThese plots were identified by William Rotsler in his 1974 book, Contemporary Erotic Cinema. For further information, refer to the Internet article, “A History of X: 100 Years of Sex in Film” by Luke Ford (http://print.google.com/print/doc?isbn=1573926787).nnPlot 1. Reading or handling some phallic-shaped object arouses a woman alone at home. Masturbation follows. A man arrives, is invited inside; sexual play begins.nnPlot 2. A farm girl gets excited watching animals copulate.

Added: 340 days ago by pussylover

Time: 22:01
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Spermafrau

This is my first submission to Literotica. I hope everyone enjoys it! Who knows I may submit more if the response is positive!nn*nn"Well what do you think of the new carpets?" nnBeth and I had decided to take a long lunch so that we could grab a couple of Jimmy John's sandwiches and take them back to my house. I wanted to see what she thought of the new runners I bought for the stairs in the main entrance. My skill at interior decorating was still developing and I just needed to hear from a woman that I was picking the right colors and styles to match the furniture and drapes. Beth for one reason or another --perhaps it was just one of those innate skills all women have- seemed to be pretty good at critiquing my choices. She never insulted me she just offered helpful advice and a fresh perspective. After all I was only a man and let's face it men are not usually known for their decorating skills.nnWhen I didn't get the response I was expecting I just continued to the upper landing figuring that she was still absorbing some small detail and deciding for herself if these runners needed to go back. I could feel her right behind me and heard her feet softly pad up the stairs.nn"Well? What's the verdict? Did I waste a hundred and fifty bucks or what?" I said slowly turning. I was expecting to see her looking back at the stairs, what happened instead caught me completely by surprise.nnAs I came about I was face to face with Beth, her eyes not looking at the carpets as I had anticipated but directly into mine. She had a look of passionate lust and I knew right then that she was not about to give me her opinion, she was going to do something far more enjoyable for us both; what exactly I was still unsure. Beth's deep and rapid breathing told me she was coming for me, right now.

Added: 299 days ago by macho

Time: 00:17
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